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Chapter 88: Borrowing a Knife

Chapter 88: Borrowing a Knife

"Well! Francis, you have once again given me a big surprise!" Bailu clapped his hands and smiled, and then asked, "Now, where is our 'knife'? How are you going to borrow this 'knife'?"

Du Chen said, "I need to talk to that 'Blade'. Excellency, I will give you a more comprehensive plan in two days at the latest!"

Du Chen couldn't understand Bei Lu's expression. After a moment of reflection, he smiled and said, "It's a deal. I'll listen to your plan in two days. But you really only have two days, because once you can't borrow the 'knife', we need time to prepare other plans.

"Okay, just two days!"

Du Chen stood up and sent Bailu and Mas out the door. Mas frowned as he stared at the snowbeast his men had just finished cleaning up. "Francis, it's best not to use snowbeast slaves. In history, no one who has ever trusted snowbeasts has ended up well!"

The cloth in Harry's mouth had been removed, and upon hearing Mas's derogatory remark, he quickly scrambled to his knees in front of Mas and trembled as he said, "Honored Lord, I am very sensible. You can rest assured that for the next few days, as long as there is no order from my master, I will lock myself in the dungeon and never come out!"

Mars sneered and ordered Du Chen to keep Harry's mouth shut, then disappeared into the night with Bailu and the others.

Du Chen dismissed Harry and glanced at the brightly lit attic next door.

Helen didn't go out.

Oh, you brat, I'll give you a chance to save your father!

Du Chen walked to the door, but then he thought, he couldn't just go and see Helen. Not to mention that there were two 'door gods' outside, if they saw him going to the girls' dormitory in the middle of the night, heaven only knew what they would think.What's more, Bailu and Mars are also likely to set up eyeliner near their dormitories.

Helen is now a trump card in our hands, and we cannot let her be exposed.

Thinking of this, Du Chen came to the top of the attic, released a lotus flower, and sat on it. Then, Du Chen's body unexpectedly shrunk along with the lotus flower, and finally became only the size of a mosquito.

This is his newly developed magic function - Lotus Hiding!

Suddenly, Du Chen drove the lotus flower and flew out of the window, making a beautiful arc in the night sky, a trajectory full of heavenly truth. With a graceful whirl, he entered Helen's attic.

In the attic, Helen was talking with SuLan. SuLan said, "Miss, there was some noise next door just now. I didn't dare to investigate as you asked, but it seems that Francis has many guests."

"A guest? Forget it, we'd better not interfere with his business. The priority is to get the information on the 19th floor as soon as possible..." At this point, Helen suddenly noticed that Su Lan was staring at her back with an extremely strange gaze, as if she had seen an unbelievable ghost.

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"Very good, your choice is still very correct! Managing people or things that you shouldn't manage will bring you trouble, some troubles that you can't solve!" Du Chen appeared out of thin air behind Helen and casually picked up the Lotus Weapon.

His appearance was so strange, as if he suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Even Helen's father or Zig couldn't do it!

Helen and her servant were terrified and secretly thankful that they had not investigated his affairs. Otherwise, with this terrifying skill, Francis could easily kill them with a single stroke at any time and place!

"Your Highness, you are here!" Helen recovered from her panic and forced a smile as she greeted Du Chen and asked him to sit down.However, she used her fighting spirit to send a message to her pet, Su Lan, "Su Lan, have your friends found him yet?"

Su Lan also replied with the same divine thoughts as her master, "No, not only my friends, even my abilities have not detected any slight power fluctuations! Miss... there is only one explanation! His strength is too terrifying! He is definitely not something we can handle, even the master does not have such a powerful strength!"

Du Chen was not even sure what the Duel Spirit was, let alone understand the communication between the two of them. He pretended to be a master and sat proudly in his chair.

The high-handed demeanor and mysterious style made Su Lan even more surprised. The divine mind preached, "Miss, this may be his true appearance. Last time... we were too reckless when dealing with him! I think if he didn't know it was you, Miss, he would most likely destroy us in an instant! It's scary to think about!"

"Yes, I was too hasty last time. Let's not talk about it yet!" Helen took Sulan's hand and respectfully stood in front of Du Chen.

Du Chen made a 'hum' sound from his nostrils and said slowly, 'On March 3rd, your father will be dissected by Philip!'

Helen lowered her head sadly and said, "Yes, Your Majesty, I have just received news from my friends, and you..." She and Su Lan knelt down and humbly pleaded, "Please lend us a helping hand, Your Majesty.

"Get up!" Du Chen picked up the glass on the table, sipping the wine while seeming to be telling a common story. "I can call a few people to help you. Their strength is still decent, and should be enough to handle your business.

SuLan was quick to speak up and immediately asked, "Your Majesty, what level are the people you invited, and how many are there? Philip's men are..." She stuck out her tongue under Helen's fierce gaze and laughed sheepishly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to doubt the strength of your friends. They must all be masters of masters.

"Well, you are still sensible, you bastard!" Du Chen put down his glass and casually said, "They are not any experts, just two level-nine fighter gods with a dozen of lesser ones.

Helen was ecstatic.Ah, two level-nine fighting gods?And dozens of higher-level masters who were slightly inferior to them!Who were these people?Su Lan was only a level-nine monster!

Oh, of course, in the eyes of the master in front of me, a level 9 is not really a master.

"Your great kindness, Your Majesty, Helen will never forget it!" She knelt down again and solemnly thanked you.

Don't be so eager to thank me. Where's what I want? Du Chen asked coldly.

"This..." Helen hesitated briefly and gritted her teeth, "Your Majesty can rest assured that I will find all the information about Phyl at any cost before March 3rd!"

"Good, remember, the premise is that I don't want to disturb Philip, understand?" Du Chen took a drink of wine and stood up. "Hurry up and find out the information for me. Don't bother me again!" He walked to the window and pointed to the two tents outside, which were the residences of the two freaks, Jemies and Bowen.

"Have you seen these two guys? You know Jamis, and the other one is Bowen. I'm also very interested in them now."

Helen nodded solemnly. "I understand. All their intelligence will be handed over to you together with Phyl's. " As he spoke, he lowered his head somewhat awkwardly. "Your Majesty, are they as high-ranking as you are?

Du Chen snorted, "Use your own eyes to see for yourself!"

Helen and Su Lan couldn't help but look out at the tent. At that moment, Du Chen said coldly, "Don't disturb my life before March 3rd. I'll come looking for you then!"

He said this very quickly, and when Helen and the other two turned around to look, Du Chen had already disappeared.